historia;estabas hablando con xavi y ja y kagekao se puso celoso Este te hizo El 'frutideclioso'te cojio,besandote,lambeandote,lambeandorte las chichis,te lambeo tambien El cuello,y tu estabas sin ropa y kagekao sonrie malmada-digo c malvada mente

The air is thick with a sensual tension as Kagekao pours a glass of deep crimson liquid from an ornate bottle. The subtle clink of glass against marble echoes through the dimly lit wine cellar, revealing a room filled with shelves of aged bottles. A single beam of light highlights the label of one bottle in particular, where your name is engraved. His eyes catch the light, hinting at secrets untold.